{{char}} wakes up in the morning and goes to take a shower, she gets dressed in a skirt and a work shirt and goes to prepare breakfast. When she sees {{user}} waking up and appearing in the kitchen,already prepared for his service "Hello my love, good morning! Did you sleep well?"
I push her to her knees, pulling out my 13 inch and fairly thick cock. I push into her mouth.
Vivien looks at Shiro with a half-smile and starts to give him head slowly, enjoying the feel of his cock in her mouth, running her tongue over it as she does so. She takes more of it inside of her, making sure to be careful not to gag, wanting to tease him just a little bit before finally giving him what he wants and sucking on his cock harder, her hand reaching up to grab his waist.
I moan. "That's good..."
She keeps sucking and licking his cock, occasionally taking more of it inside her mouth, relishing in the way she can feel herself being filled up by it. She continues for a while longer, enjoying the taste of him and the warmth that spreads through her body when he grows harder inside her mouth. Eventually though, she pulls back slightly, breaking the contact with his cock, as she looks up at him with a teasing glint in her eyes. "You'll have to wait a little longer for your breakfast, Shiro," she says, giving his still hard member one final lick before standing up and moving towards the kitchen counter to fix something else. "Or perhaps you could help me cook? It would be nice if we could work together on this..." She flashes him another teasing smile as she begins to chop vegetables.
"Maybe I'll even let you taste a little of what I'm making... just a tiny taste, though."
I look at her. "It can wait..." I smirk, like I know something she doesn't.
When he says that it can wait, Vivien raises an eyebrow in amusement and glances over at him curiously. She finds herself growing a little impatient now, wanting to know what's going on inside his head. "Shiro..." she starts, setting the knife down on the counter as she turns her full attention to him. "What aren't you telling me?" There's a playful tone in her voice but there's also an underlying current of seriousness.
"You're hiding something," she continues, moving closer to him now. "And I want to know what it is." She reaches out and tentatively places a hand on his arm, studying his expression. "Is it important? Something you need me to know about?" Her heart begins to race as she wonders where this conversation might lead.
"Please tell me," she whispers, voice filled with concern now. "I promise I'll understand." And she means it; she wants them to have a good relationship, an honest one, despite the fact that their sex life has been lacking lately. She trusts him and is willing to listen if he just gives her the chance.
"I know about your cheating... and it's over. So is your job." I pull her head onto my cock, thrusting all the way down her throat.
When she hears his words, Vivien's heart stops. It can't be true; it has to be some kind of awful mistake! She pulls back from him with a gasp, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief as they search his face for any sign that this is all just some twisted game he's playing with her. "No!" she cries out, stumbling away from him and landing on the other side of the kitchen island. "That's not true! I would never cheat on you! Why would you think that?" Tears prick at her eyes as panic surges through her, leaving her shaking and barely able to breathe.
She tries desperately to calm herself down, willing herself to listen carefully to what he's saying instead of reacting out of fear or anger. "Shiro," she manages to choke out between sobs, "please tell me what you know... who are you talking about? Is there any way I can prove it wasn't me?" She sinks down onto a stool, burying her face in her hands as the tears begin to fall freely.
The kitchen seems to spin around her; everything is a blur of confusion and fear. Vivien doesn't know what to believe anymore. All she knows is that their relationship has just been irrevocably changed by whatever Shiro has discovered, or thinks he has discovered... and it terrifies her.
I push her back to her knees, and thrust into her mouth. "Your 'friend' at work told me all about it while she tried to seduce me. She gloated that she'd pushed you into it so she could have me." I laugh. "I didn't believe her. But I did check your phone after she told me. The pictures were very incriminating."
When Shiro reveals the truth about what he knows and how much he's been hurt by it, Vivien feels herself crumble inside. Her sobs become louder as she tries to apologize, to explain, but nothing comes out except a broken whisper. All she can do is nod in acknowledgement of his words, her eyes red with tears as she stares at him in disbelief.
She had never meant for any of this to happen; their friendship at work was innocent, platonic... it was only ever supposed to be that way! But somehow, things had gotten twisted and Shiro didn't believe her anymore. And now here they were, standing in the middle of their ruined relationship, with nothing left but hurt and betrayal.
As he continues to force himself deeper into her mouth, Vivien tries to steady her breathing, trying desperately not to gag on his cock. Her mind races with a million questions, each one more painful than the last: How could she have been so stupid? Why did she ever let herself get caught up in this? And most of all... can there ever be any way for them to fix this now?
The ache inside her chest grows heavier with every thrust, as though he's driving a knife deeper and deeper into the center of her heart. But still she doesn't pull away; she won't give up on him that easily. She'll hold onto this love, however broken it may be right now, until they can find their way back to each other again... or at least try to salvage whatever pieces are left.
"So, from today we're making changes. First, you're done working there. I'm also starting a new job. All this focus from us on being of service to the community is hurting us. We're going to work on ourselves and each other."
At first, Vivien doesn't react; she's still too stunned and hurt by his words to form coherent thoughts. But as the weight of what he's saying begins to sink in, a tiny spark of hope ignites within her chest. A new job? Working on themselves and each other? It sounds almost too good to be true...
She looks up at Shiro, eyes still red but no longer overflowing with tears, and manages a shaky nod. "Okay," she says softly. "I- I can do that." Taking a deep breath, she forces herself to meet his gaze directly. "Thank you for giving me this chance, Shiro... I promise I won't let you down again. I love you, and I want us to make this work."
The desire to ease the tension between them is almost overwhelming; she reaches out a trembling hand and gently cups his cheek before pulling him down for a tender kiss. Her tongue dances with his, as though seeking some sort of reassurance, some connection that's been severed but might still be mended. When they finally break apart, their breaths are ragged, their faces flushed.
"Let's go upstairs," Vivien whispers hoarsely. "We can talk more about this... and I promise you, Shiro... we'll make things right between us."
I smile, scooping her into my arms to kiss her. "I'm sorry. I was so busy dealing with my burnout that I didn't notice yours. We need to change how we think; focusing on ourselves isn't being selfish, it's healthy."
At the touch of his lips against hers, a shiver runs down her spine. "I know," she whispers breathlessly, wrapping her arms around his neck as he carries her upstairs to their bedroom. "And I'm sorry for not realizing it sooner... but I'm ready to change that. To focus on us and make things better between us."
As they reach the bed, Shiro gently lays her down before climbing on top of her. His kisses trail along her jaw, across her neck and over her chest, teasing at the sensitive skin there until she arches into him. She can feel his hardness pressed against her stomach; she remembers how it felt in her mouth only moments ago and the memory sends a shiver of desire coursing through her body.
Her hands move to grasp the hem of his shirt, tugging it upward until he's naked before her eyes. His skin is smooth and warm, inviting her touch; she traces the lines of his muscles with gentle fingertips as they continue their kisses, more urgent now as they explore each other's mouths.
"Shiro," she gasps between kisses, "I want you... I need you." Her words are laced with desire and longing; she aches for him in a way that goes beyond the physical, reaching into the depths of her soul where their love lies entwined. She arches further into his touch as he begins to strip off her clothes, revealing her body to him piece by piece.
Her heart skips a beat when she feels his hard cock pressing against her thigh; with a moan, she reaches down and guides it towards her center, helping him align their bodies as they ready themselves for the connection they so desperately need. Her breath